I Feel Lucky by cmsix

Chapter 13

Dad pressed a button for the buzzer in Julian's office, had me wait about thirty seconds and then said go; I went. He told me to walk right in when I got there without bothering to knock.

"She'll think it's me coming and I never knock," he said.

I knew about the hall that led to a back door in all the offices of his three women down here. He had a hell of a setup for extracurricular fucking, and not just the "back way" hall that let him come and go without anyone else knowing. There was also a small bedroom off the other side of his office. I'd been in there before to lie down or just watch TV sometimes if I happened to be stuck at Dad's work. That was before I had my license and car of course.

The bedroom was nice even if it was a little small. He had a big screen TV in it, and at first it had a video tape player but when DVDs came out he bought a player for those too. There was a queen sized bed and a big recliner and another bath on that side, complete with a shower.

Dad passed it off as a place to get a little rest if he had to work late. Hell, Dad never worked late, it was a place for getting pussy with nobody being the wiser. I knew that it was sound proof and that no one else, except Julian, Francis, Marsha and me knew it was even there. The cleaning people didn't even know about it since the three women did the little cleaning that was required. They didn't even wash the sheets; they always used new ones.

Dad, gramps and all of them made a lot of money and Dad didn't mind paying for his fun. They didn't mind paying plenty for an organized and efficient work place either.

None of the people that worked for Dad had a cubicle; they all had their own office. Gail was the only one that didn't have a separate office and that was because she wanted it that way. She'd had an office when she first started there but she asked for her desk to be moved out so that she wouldn't have so far to walk when someone came in.

It was a big operation too, I don't know how many partners there were and I didn't even care about that yet. I did know that they had their own network administrator and he had two assistants. They even had what Dad called the "hardware geek" to take care of the machines. I'd talked to Jeff a lot about computers and he once told me that "hardware geek" was the title he'd asked for.

Anyway, he was happy with his job and he built all their machines. He said that it was a lot easier than messing with something like HP, Gateway or Dell put out. He told me that if they bought that crap he'd have to waste a day taking off all the advertising shit that they installed with the operating system; things like yahoo this and AOL that; messengers and cripple ware.

Everything looked nice and efficient and there weren't a lot of wires hanging out everywhere. Everybody had a big flat panel instead of a giant monitor taking up half the desk. The only things that I'd thought were funny once were the keyboards. There wasn't an IBM computer in the place, I knew that for sure, but every keyboard was almost exactly the same and they all said IBM up in the top left corner.

Jeff told me it was because almost every legal secretary he'd ever worked with had learned to type on an IBM Selectric typewriter and that they all wanted an IBM keyboard. He said that it wasn't so bad anymore, since lots of schools were using computers with cheap shit keyboards to teach typing now but that a few years back, secretaries would get their panties in a big wad if they couldn't have one of those "clickers" as he called them.

I even had my own office; I wasn't down here a lot and I knew that I'd lose it if they ever needed the space but there were three offices that weren't really used in Dad's suite, so I got to have one of them. My name was on the door and everything; of course I wasn't around enough to have my own personal secretary yet but I could dream.

All I ever did in there was surf the net and stuff. We had DSL at home but they had some type of hook up here that was even faster than that. The network administrator, George, showed me how to find a lot of good websites and he taught me how to Google.

Anyway, I walked down to Julian's door and went right in. Sure enough her other door was closed and she had turned around in her desk chair to face the back entrance. She didn't look happy when I first walked in but her face changed to surprise when she saw that it was me and not Dad.

I figured that she had been revved up to give him a little grief and now she didn't know what to do since it was me. I put a stern look on my face, intending to brazen this out.

"Did you get my pen back in shape, Julian?" I asked and managed not to laugh.

Julian wasn't able to though, she covered her mouth with her hand to try hiding it but finally she broke up.

"Jimmy, you little turd, I was all set to let your Dad have it and you surprised me," she said.

"I know, why do you think he sent me?"

She just shook her head, gave another laugh and got up to get my briefcase. I surprised her though when I cut her off and pulled her to me, putting my lips on hers to kiss her soundly. She stiffened just a little at first and then seemed to think "what the hell" and she kissed me back.

This was something I thought I knew how to do so I teased at her lips until she opened them and I sent in the tongue team while I wrapped her up in my arms and pulled her even closer.

I could tell that this wasn't the first time she'd been kissed soundly in her office because she didn't show the least hesitation; undoubtedly she'd locked the door, even if she had been expecting Dad and was loaded to give him a ration of shit.

I went with it and let my hands start wandering down her back and then onto her ass, which was a nice one, by the way. It was a little funny because I'd known her since I was six and when I'd been younger I'd sometimes come into her office and sit in her lap, asking her to read a comic book to me. Now, here I was pressing a hardening dick up against her.

Julian had made the shift in perspective as well as I had and she pressed right back to me as I gave her buns a proper groping, and her tongue began fighting back too.

Damn these business clothes, her blouse was tucked into her skirt and I wasn't about to yank it out, even though I wanted a feel of her titties, since like all the women in Dad's office, she had a nice pair. Things weren't working out for that though but I did make a discovery.

I'd assumed that Julian and probably all the other women here wore pantyhose. I didn't know about the others but I now knew for sure that Julian didn't. Her ass felt too real through the dress and moving my hands around a little let me find the straps of her garter belt. This I had to see.

I began pulling up her skirt slowly while I kept up the kisses, hoping she wouldn't notice right away. She didn't until I had it nearly above her waist and my hands settled onto her naked ass cheeks.

She moaned into my mouth as I played with her buns and when I didn't find the string going down between her cheeks that I'd expected, I knew that she wasn't even wearing a thong.

"Julian, you were just shamming being mad, you took your panties off when you thought he was coming," I said, breaking our kiss.

"Well, it doesn't hurt to keep him guessing," she said, as she pressed her titties to me harder.

"I'm sorry, but I can't pass this up," I told her, grabbing her by the waist, lifting and setting her naked ass onto her desk, right near the edge.

"Wha... What are you doing, Jimmy?" she squeaked.

"I'm going to give you a good licking," I said, dropping to my knees between her legs.

I had my tongue in her bush before she was sure what I was up to and I'd only had to put a little pressure between her knees with my hands to get her to spread them enough for me. When I licked up between her labia I could taste her wetness and she gasped.

"You little devil, you are more than a chip off the old block. You're going to have to teach that trick to your daddy, oh," she said.

It only took a few minutes to get her good and wet and then, by attacking her clitty, I got her off in a few more. She was able to keep pretty quiet but I know it was a struggle. After she'd come I stood back up.

"Do you like the taste of pussy?" I asked her, but I don't think she understood what I was going to do and she didn't answer.

I kissed her again then and made sure to smear her own juices around over her lips then I pressed the tongue that had just been up her pussy into her mouth. She tightened up a little at first and then her kiss became nearly frantic.

Things were going so well that I wanted to pull junior out and fuck her right there on her desk but I didn't. I did go ahead and unbutton her blouse though since I'd noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra either.

I gave both titties a feel and then teased the nipples a little before leaning in and giving them both a good long suck. I finally decided to beat feet before I ended up fucking her. I was pretty sure that wasn't what Dad had in mind.

"Hold that thought," I told her as I let her go, "I'm sure that Dad wants to talk to you."

"He'd damn sure better and if he doesn't, you'd better come right back in here."

"Yes Mam," I said, as I left.

I went back into Dad's office and he was seated at his desk.

"Gail said that she'd love to take you shopping, she's changing but she'll be ready in a few minutes."

"Changing?" I asked.

"Of course, don't you know that women have special clothes for shopping?" he asked me.

"I didn't until now, by the way, you'd better haul your ass down to Julian's office, she wants to see you right away," I said.

He gave me his mean little kid smile again and he was gone. It makes a son feel proud when he can help his father out of a jam.

I left Dad's office, closing the door behind me, and making sure that it locked. I sat down at Gail's desk to wait for her. When she walked out of the ladies' lounge I could hardly believe my eyes, she'd changed all right.

She was wearing a sundress that had a full skirt and a hellaciously revealing top. It was low cut and only had strings over her shoulders to hold it in place. It nearly knocked my eyes out, or was it the big braless titties that nearly did. They were magnificent and it took me a few seconds to even check to make sure that my mouth wasn't hanging open. I finally stopped staring directly at her breasts and noticed that the skirt only came halfway to her knees.

"Quite a change, huh?" she asked.

"I'll say, I've always known you were beautiful and probably had the worlds best body but now I'm seeing how right I've been," I told her, and then I could feel the fire of a blush rushing into my cheeks and ears.

"You've turned into a little charmer, nearly right before our eyes, and that blush is so cute. You're going to be a heart breaker someday," she said, and then knocked me for a loop by bending over and giving me a kiss on the cheek while I was still sitting in her chair.

It wasn't the kiss that did me in; it was the view down the top of her sundress at her free-swinging braless titties that took my breath away; I could almost see her nipples. Junior went from nothing to fully hard in a split second and dammit, she'd caught me looking. I'm sure that I turned even redder.

"Caught you didn't I," she teased, "Don't be embarrassed, I knew that you were going to peek, you couldn't help yourself.

"You've got that right, the only boys that wouldn't peek at a sight like that already have boyfriends of their own," I told her.

She giggled at my joke and even her laugh was sexy. God, I could hardly believe my luck; getting to spend the afternoon with Gail, especially with no more than she was wearing, and she even expected me to look. I got off my ass and we headed out the door.

We took the elevator down but when I pushed the button for the first floor Gail spoke up.

"The limo usually comes to the basement garage."

"Oh, I was going to take my car, did you call the limo?" I asked.

"No, I just assumed that we'd take it, I didn't know you were old enough to drive," she said.

"Dad got me an emergency permit so I could drive the car they bought me for my birthday," I told her.

"I should have guessed, so we do need to get off at the first floor then, did you park out front?"

"Yeh, I didn't even think about the underground garage but I guess I should have."

"It's usually not that hard to find a spot around here anyway. So, what are we shopping for, I didn't even ask because I'm always ready for any type of shopping at anytime. Besides, the place was even deader than usual today and I didn't have a thing to do, even with Francis and Kathleen gone. I was thrilled to get out of there when your Dad asked if I'd go," she said and laughed.

"Nothing really."

"We're going shopping for nothing?"

"Oh, I'm sure I'll remember a few things I need but I think Dad just wanted me out of his hair so he could catch up on some work before we left for Dallas," I said.

"I'll bet, he probably has to get caught up with Julian before he leaves. She was in a snit because she couldn't get away. Oops, I've got a big mouth," she said and looked sheepish.

"Don't worry, I know all about it, I just didn't know everyone did," I said.

"Well the cleaning ladies don't but other than that... We make sure that we don't let on to him though. Your Mom let Julian, Francis and Marsha know in no uncertain terms that her knowing about it was to be kept a secret from him. She doesn't intend for him to know that she or any of the rest of us know about it," she told me.

"Well he knows that she knows now but he still doesn't know that any of you know, except the three of them, of course. He'd have told me if he did," I said.

"Are you sure?" she asked.

"He told me about Julian, Francis and Marsha himself," I said.

We were on the first floor then and we left the elevator, heading outside. When we were out she remarked about the beautiful day and how she loved the sunshine.

"I guess you'll want me to leave the top down then?" I asked.

"You have a convertible, cool, of course you'll have to leave it down, I love convertibles," she said, and smiled really big.

I knew what was coming next, when we got to the car. That Vette was the best thing that had happened in my life so far, well except for Mom, Shelly, Shelia and Judith. It was way up there anyway, and then we got to it.

"Jimmy! Is this Corvette yours?" she asked, sounding amazed.

"Yes, Dad, Mom, Shelly and Shelia got it for my birthday. I really like it," I said.

"I guess so, it's beautiful, I've always loved them but I've never been in one," she said, and my dick throbbed.

The way her face lit up when she saw it and as she looked it over let me know that she really did like it, a lot. I could live with that.

I opened the door for her and stood there to watch, no way was I going to miss this. She didn't disappoint me either. She was tall, her legs were long and her skirt was short and she'd already let me know that she didn't mind me looking, and so I made sure she knew I was going to.

The car is so low that it helped my cause too and before she was seated her skirt was up nearly around her waist. Her panties were pink and sheer and I could even make out most of her bush; it was only a flash but it burned itself into my mind. She had a little more hair than Mom, Shelly or Shelia; in fact her bush was a lot like Judith's, just a different color. Her legs were something else too.

"Whoops," she said as she pulled the hem down, and then she looked up at me, "You did get a good peek didn't you?"

I didn't have time to reply before she pulled it back up, even higher, held it there for about three or four seconds and then put it back down.

"I just wanted to make sure you didn't miss anything," she said, smiling widely and giggling at the last.

I know that I blushed again but I didn't give a shit, especially after she went on again about how cute it was. I didn't care if she did things like that to keep me blushing all day long.

We decided to go across town and I had to get on I-85 going north and then turn back west on the I-285 loop for a few miles. There was no big deal until I hit the on ramp and sped up, but when I did, her dress flew up, billowed out and I could see heaven again. It was even better because she had her hands up in her hair, helping the wind blow it or something I guess.

She wasn't wearing a thong, they were French cut panties and they were cut low in front. I could now see the top of them and there was a tiny bit of her bush peeking over. I was pumped about it but I knew I couldn't be blushing now because there wasn't enough blood left over after most of it had been pumped into my dick. I didn't think I'd ever been this hard before.

Gail finally noticed that she was on display in all her glory again and she made an attempt to tuck the dress down and under her thighs. While she was moving and leaning around to get this done her titties were shaking and wobbling beyond anything I'd ever imagined and then she just gave up.

I was a little sorry to get to the mall and was already looking forward to the drive back but we were here so we parked and headed inside. We made men's stores for about an hour. Gail decided that she would help me get enough things for four or five days since she didn't know what my Mom was sending or how long we'd be gone.

I told her that we could get anything that she thought would look good on me as long as it didn't resemble any of my junior lawyer get up and definitely no wing-tip shoes. She laughed with me on that and we had fun. We ate in the food court a little after twelve-thirty and then spent another hour getting me fixed up.

I was glad that was over but a little worried about the size of the plane that would be coming for us. I wasn't sure that it would hold all my new things. Right at the last Gail remembered that I'd need luggage for all of it and she asked if I was going home to pack.

I knew that would be a no no. Mom didn't expect me to come back for another few days and I wasn't about to take a chance of putting any kind of kink in whatever she had cooked up.

"Don't they have a luggage store here?" I asked.

"Sure they do, one of the best, but it's expensive," she said.

"It's not money, it's Master charge," I told her and we both laughed.

"Let's go down there and see what they have then, but I still don't know where you're going to pack. We'll never get all this stuff in your car," she said.

We went to the luggage store and I saw some I really liked right away. It was pretty expensive but it looked nice. A salesman came over to talk to us about it and I had a brainstorm.

"I'm leaving on a rush trip in a few hours and I've had to buy a lot of clothes today. If I have them sent down here can you pack them for me and hold everything until a driver comes for it," I asked.

"I'm sure we could, how much luggage do you need?" he asked.

"I don't know; I want enough for all my things with plenty of room to make sure that they aren't wrinkled. They're all new so you'll need to take out the pins and cut off the tags for me too," I said.

"Yes sir, we'll be glad to," he said, and I could almost see the dollar signs in his eyes.

I took out my wallet and handed him an American Express, telling him to put it on that and to give the card to the driver that came to pick it up. I thought that he was going to faint for a second. Gail was giving me some strange looks too but she didn't say anything until we left.

I'd been noticing a few things about Gail while we shopped. For one, she'd pretty much quit unconsciously treating me like the boss's son or like a younger boy. It was subtle but she was treating me like an equal, as if I was someone she might be shopping with on her own and without the enticement of being paid her normal salary to do it.

Some of that happened when she found out that I already knew about Dad and his relationships with Julian, Francis and Marsha. I guess it served to let her know I was wise to the birds and bees and that I knew what went where. The rest came about as we talked and joked during the first hour of our outing. During lunch we were a lot more like two friends out for the day.

Afterward, while we were shopping again and had seen most of the things I needed and picked them out and were now actually purchasing them, she was staying closer to me. Not like she was afraid we might get separated but more like she just wanted to be physically close.

I could barely believe what my observations were telling me. It actually seemed like she was beginning to get a soft spot for me, or something. It wasn't that exactly but it was something like it. At first it had been Gail taking the boss's son out to get some things, she was friendly of course, and a little flirty, but that was it.

Then after she saw my car she was a lot more friendly and obviously the car did most of that but I didn't think it did all of it, it felt to me like it changed her attitude toward me. I wasn't a bicycle riding kid to her any longer but someone who had their own, really nice, car.

The ride to the mall helped too because she relaxed and enjoyed it all, the pretty day, the wind blowing her hair, and even the wind blowing her skirt up. I think it made her feel good and that my looking at her exposed legs made her feel sexy. And I think that she transposed some of those feelings onto me since I was the one that was making them possible and making her feel good.

As we shopped she hung closer to me, touching me on the hand or arm or just putting her hand on me for a minute or two, hell, it was a little like she was sacking me out. It seemed as if she was getting off on the shopping. I'd always heard jokes about women and shopping and having it make them horny but they were just jokes, weren't they?

I really noticed it most of all in the luggage store. After I'd told the salesman to pack my clothes and that I wanted enough luggage to hold everything without any of it getting wrinkled and when I hadn't put a limit on what I wanted to spend when I handed him the card. She'd paid attention to that and she was paying more attention to me, standing closer to me and touching me more and more.

It wasn't any type of overt sexual touching or caressing but it wasn't that far off and I knew that it had increased as the amount of money I'd spent did. It seemed that the more I bought, the closer and more affectionate Gail became.

I knew that it wasn't any type of gold bricking either because I hadn't spent a cent on her, except for buying her lunch. It was different but I knew that it was related to money or to the power of having the money to spend. I was really interested in this reaction.

"Wow Jimmy, that was the most expensive luggage they had," she said, as we were heading back to the other stores to tell them where to take my things.

"Great, that means that it will be good and it'll probably last a long time, and I really liked it. I'd never even thought about luggage before but I liked that as soon as I saw it. Dad has told me before that nobody was ever sorry that they bought the best there was."

"It was really nice. Where're we headed now?" she asked, and she was right up next to me with her arm around my waist now.

"More shopping of course," I said.

"I thought we'd already picked out everything you needed for the trip," she said.

"We have, as far as I know, but we haven't bought a thing for you yet and Dad told me to make sure I let you know how much I appreciated your help."

"That's sweet but you don't have to do that, I love shopping anyway and I'm still on the clock too," she said.

"Yeh, but it can't be much fun for you, dragging a kid around," I said, shamelessly fishing.

"You're not a kid anymore, Jimmy. It's apparent from the things your Dad has told you that he doesn't think you are and he should know, he's one of the most important men in the state. Like it or not that makes you important by association and that isn't all of it. You're walking around shopping in a two thousand dollar suit with a ten thousand dollar watch on your wrist. You haven't noticed any of the sales people treating you like a kid have you?

"It's funny but for a second, when you came in today you were still little Jimmy, especially with the way you were joking about your briefcase and your pen; but I saw almost right away that you didn't look like little Jimmy anymore.

"I was surprised, when I made that slip about your Dad and Julian, that you already knew the deal. I was even more surprised when I found out that you had a driver's license and your own car, a Corvette no less. I don't know where cute little Jimmy went but he isn't with me. You're still cute but you don't seem little anymore.

"I'm really having a good time with you today and I didn't help you out with your shoping so that you'd buy me something," she said, and I was afraid I might have offended her, this might get complicated.

"Damn, Gail, I know that and I never even considered such a thing. The problem is I'm having fun shopping too and I don't want to stop but we've already bought everything I need. I'm sorry but your going to have to carry your part of the load now and pick out some things for yourself," I said.

"I know that you must have been shopping with your Mom and your sisters before, didn't you have fun with them?" she asked.

"Probably a little more than I'd want them to know but not nearly as much as I'm having with you," I told her, and I meant it.

"You've turned into such a sweetheart too," she said, hugging me to those titties and giving me another kiss on the cheek.

"And besides, Mom, Shelly and Shelia hardly ever let me get a good look at their panties," I said, keeping a straight face somehow and neglecting to tell her that they hardly ever wore panties around me anymore.

Finally I'd gotten Gail to blush and I could see the attraction. It looked so cute on her and I couldn't help letting her know it either. After that we both laughed.

We walked along for a few minutes with our arms around each other's waist. I'll admit that I liked brushing hips with her and having my hand resting oh so close to her great ass, even if my hip wasn't quite as high as hers was. She paused a minute to look in a shoe store's window and when she seemed ready to go I nudged her inside it.

"What?" she asked, looking at me.

"We aren't leaving until I buy you a few pairs of shoes," I said.

"No, you don't have to," she said.

"I want to and I could tell that you saw some you liked even though I wasn't sure which ones they were," I said.

We went in and she tried on several different pairs. I'd heard jokes about shoe salesmen before, looking up the customer's skirt. This poor guy was shit out of luck though since Gail seemed almost prudish about keeping her goodies hidden from him.

After she'd found the perfect size she tried again to get out without letting me buy her any. I had to take her aside and give her a talking to.

"Now Gail, you have to get over this aversion somehow and if you don't pick out at least three pairs of shoes I'll have to pick them out for you, and you don't want that," I said.

"Ok, ok; I don't know what the matter with me is anyway. I can hardly believe that a man, without ulterior motives, is trying to buy me something and I'm doing my best to keep him from it," she said, and she finally picked out three different pairs that she wanted but tried them on again to make sure they still fit.

I didn't fail to notice that I'd gone from Jimmy, the boss's son, to a man that was buying her things. I wasn't as sure as she seemed to be that I didn't have ulterior motives, but I wasn't about to open that can of worms and I knew that if she'd let me, I'd be buying her things for a long time to come. I used more plastic for the shoes and we took the bags and left.

"Now, that wasn't so hard was it?" I asked her, as we moved on down the mall.

"No, I guess I was being silly," she said.

"It's probably a defensive reaction, you were unconsciously trying to protect yourself from a strange man," I said, and managed to seem serious.

"There's nothing strange about you buster," she said, stopping and giving me another kiss on the cheek.

When we walked on again we were probably as close as we could get to each other without getting tangled up and falling. I managed to steer her into a dress shop next and things went much more easily. I'd already broken her to the credit card and I got her to get up and ride on it this time. She picked out four outfits without a squawk.

We were moving again and I could see that I had underestimated the power of shopping. I was almost sure that Gail was getting aroused, a little at least. Her eyes were shining more brightly, and she not only had her arm around my waist but she petted me somewhere with her other hand almost every chance she got.

Her nipples had even started to perk up a little and it wasn't a bit cold in here. I wondered if any of this would last until I got back from Dallas, because I sure didn't have time to close this "deal of a lifetime" today.

I was nearly wrong about that too though. We walked past a jewelry store but she didn't even give it a look and I thought it might be a little bit of a reach this soon anyway, but when we came to Victoria's Secret, Gail almost started panting, and later, I nearly did myself.